CHAPTER XVIII.

Prison experience, continued —An epitome of my life, case and
trouble addressed to Governor and people. —The only argument and
summing up of my ease that was ever made.—The frank but fruit-
less wail for justice and humanity by a victim; shanghaied, ravaged
and languishing in prison.—‘ Let thy keen glance his life search
through, and bring his actions in review, for actions speak the
man.”—‘“While love and peace and social joy were there. Oh,
peace! oh, social joy! Oh, heaven-born love! Were these your
haunts. where murderous demons rove? Distinction neat and
nice, which lie between the poison’d chalice and the stab unseen.”

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